Jiang Li stood in front of the gate to Zijin Palace, looking at the snow drifting down from the sky. He felt somewhat frustrated and also somewhat at a loss.
From this day onwards, the Great Zhou Dynasty was no more.
He actually hated himself for not bearing a grudge when he was put in prison. However, when the old soldiers that he had trained opened the city gates for him and were beheaded by the Black Dragon Guard, he was filled with hatred.
Yet now that the dust had settled, there was not much joy in his heart, only a sense of tiredness and emotional fatigue.
The end of the Great Zhou Dynasty was an unstoppable event. In fact, if not for this cultivation storm, the Great Zhou Dynasty would have been destroyed long ago, judging by how the world was moving.
Perhaps Yuwen Xiu might not have even survived Zhao Kuo's rebellion.
